Weekend Recap

My Dearest Daughter, I assure you I tried to find medicine that didn't have the words "Jock Itch" on the box (how do you think I felt while buying it?!). You have ringworm on your chin and if the guy on the Lamisil box can do hurdles after using Lamisil, you will soon be back in the sandbox contracting more ringworm, no doubt.
To My Darling Son, I know you like to dump these clips out and put them in your mouth but you are sooooo BUSTED. See, while changing your very stinky diaper today I found one of these clips. And you were wearing a crotch-snap body suit all day so no WAY could you have merely shoved one of these into your trous. No...I'm fairly certain this took a circuitous route which luckily did not end with the metal detectors going off next time we're at the airport. I can just see it. "Sorry ma'am, we're going to have to put him through the x-ray machine - make sure you remove his shoes first and just put him in with your laptop." No wonder your daddy refers to you as Hoover.

To My Elder Sister (from Junior), if I have trouble with enclosed spaces when I'm older I'll know where to send the therapy bill.

To My Sweet Daughter, I adore the rendering of me although in the future could you make my thighs look a wee bit smaller? Thanks.
Dear Pink,
I totally understand the enclosed spaces issue. As a toddler my elder brothers (two of them, one of me) thought it would be entertaining to place me into the clothes dryer. And turn it on. I now wonder if my older brothers somehow got in touch with your older sister... hhhmmm?
TP
Posted by: Susan | May 05, 2008 at 12:18 PM
Susan, it seems to be the elder sibling condition!!!
Posted by: casapinka | May 06, 2008 at 06:17 AM